On the 13th of September 1952 my father Dick Walker, caught a fish, and it changed the life of our family. The fish in question was a common carp and it weighed exactly 44 pounds. It was a world… Read More ›
Father
Father’s Day birthday-Why dads matter.
When I was pregnant with my second daughter, Aynsley, my best friend Mary was also pregnant with her daughter Kirsten. Kirsten was born on Mother’s Day. Mary called me with the happy news, but joked “I’ll be spending every Mother’s… Read More ›
The Colors in a Candlestick
My father was unusual amongst the other fathers of my day. For one thing, he was six feet tall, which for a child of Jewish immigrants was very tall. He towered over most of his peers. He was an accidental… Read More ›
Two Different Girls 